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i sea

a fancy
a dream
a will’o the wisp.

silver shimmer like a moonbeam’s shadow
flickering through the water.


there, right there!
and then…
not.


golden flaxen gossamer strands
floating, drifting by.


piercing eyes
a mane of hair
and a tail?
or a tale.


music like a whisper sung
gentle but cutting
innocent yet cunning
hanging in the air
dancing on the sea breeze.


i saw…
I see…
or is it just the sea?

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About goatgirlbookworm

My name is Toni Cross, and I was raised on a farm in the far north of the United States. I love to read and write and I hope to use those hobbies in a greater way in the days to come. One of my passions is using whatever influence I have to make a difference in the world.

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